Another good shirt slogan was sighted on Wisconsin Ave.
"Knowledge is power.
Power corrupts.
Study hard.
Be evil."
Word on the Street
I saw a funny t-shirt as I was walking back from classs today. It had a picture of a penguin on a surfboard along with the words "Frieze & Miazoff."
Haha! Frieze & Miazoff! Hahaha! Get it? Freezin' my… Oh. You do get it. Never mind.
Haha! Frieze & Miazoff! Hahaha! Get it? Freezin' my… Oh. You do get it. Never mind.
On the Music Front
Rumor has it my friend Jason of Epiphany fame may be opening for Switchfoot when they play at The Rave in Milwaukee in October. I'm not sure if he will have the rest of the band with him or if it will be a solo set. More information as it comes.
Just Another Benefit of Big School Education
I no longer have to remember to check The Onion's Website every week to keep from missing things. In Milwaukee, stores just have copies sitting around to pick up for free. I guess that's the kind of service you get when you pay $25,000 a year for something. I bet there are plenty of country clubs in that price range that don't offer these kind of amenities.
Last Post From Illinois
Today was kind of a bittersweet day. I'm leaving for college tomorrow, so basically my life here is packed up in boxes and sitting in my dorm room in Milwaukee. I'm in no hurry to leave but at the same time, I want something to happen. And it sure ain't happening here. I said goodbye to everybody last night, but I caught up with a couple of my closest friends for breakfast this morning. We got to Maid-Rite at about 10. We ordered, ate and talked for a while. Unfortunately they all had 11 o'clock classes at Rock Valley so they had to leave around 10:30. We said our goodbyes and went to our cars and that's when it hit me. These people I normally hang out with three or four times a week, I won't be seeing for weeks at a time.
"And everybody knows, it hurts to grow up. But everybody does; so weird to be back here"--Ben Folds Still Fighting It
I apologize for being so sappy. Hopefully next time you hear from me, I'll be raving about my new school.
"And everybody knows, it hurts to grow up. But everybody does; so weird to be back here"--Ben Folds Still Fighting It
I apologize for being so sappy. Hopefully next time you hear from me, I'll be raving about my new school.
This Blog is #1!
As of right now anyway. Google the word "Flametroll" and see what happens.
EDIT: Yahoo and Alta Vista also have this blog at the top.
A popular listing (not related to my site) on excite.com's search engine says "dein post hoert sich etwas wie flametroll an,hoffe da irre ich mich." As far as I can tell from freetranslation.com'stranslation means "Your postal service something hears would hope itself like flametroll at there crazy I me." Probably that makes more sense in German.
EDIT: Yahoo and Alta Vista also have this blog at the top.
A popular listing (not related to my site) on excite.com's search engine says "dein post hoert sich etwas wie flametroll an,hoffe da irre ich mich." As far as I can tell from freetranslation.com'stranslation means "Your postal service something hears would hope itself like flametroll at there crazy I me." Probably that makes more sense in German.
Goodbye!
Hey, take off that party hat! I won't be gone forever, I'm just not going to be posting for a couple of days. I go longer than that under normal circumstances a lot of times. What's happening is that I'm working on moving up to Milwaukee where I am going to attend Marquette University. If you know my name my new email address is firstname.lastname@marquette.edu. If you don't know my name then don't send email, you spam-schmuck.
This Land
I know this has already been linked and watched ad nauseum all over the internet, but I love this movie. For those who haven't seen it, it's a movie of John Kerry and George W. Bush singing This Land (you know, "This land is your land, this land is my land…").
Warning, dial up users: This may take a while.
Warning, dial up users: This may take a while.
New School Smell
I ventured back to my old high school this morning because I needed to pick up a transcript. When I walked in the doors I was I was struck by the aroma of New School. It seems to be a combination of floor polish, fresh paint and must. I can't really describe it, but I know it whenever I smell it. I bet anybody whose mom is a teacher knows immediately what I'm talking about.
I Stand Corrected
In an earlier post I commented that I had never heard of a Dave Matthews cover band. Well, it appears that, according to a www.cbel.com page there are at least nine. I don't know if any of them are actually, umm. . . ahem. . . good, but they do exist.
Lame Excuse of the Week…
God ate my posting time.
Yeah, I was on a Kyrios retreat this weekend. Keep your eyes peeled for pictures of me dressed as a girl.
Yeah, I was on a Kyrios retreat this weekend. Keep your eyes peeled for pictures of me dressed as a girl.
Surely Christians don't use words like…!
Oh, yes they do!
The site is strangely laid out, the content is boring and most of it has been moved to a different address. But the NAME is what keeps me coming back.
The site is strangely laid out, the content is boring and most of it has been moved to a different address. But the NAME is what keeps me coming back.
Breaking Story: My Car Broke Down
(In related news, people are dumb).
In the continuing saga of my car not ever quite working right, we now have a new chapter. Last week, the battery light came on on my '88 Honda Accord's dashboard. Since it still ran just fine, I decided to take the cheap man's way out (do nothing about it until something goes wrong). Three days later, my sister took the car to Walgreen's© to drop off pictures. When she got out of the store, the car wouldn't start. I drove down to the store with my mom and we jumped the car. We decided to drive directly to AutoZone© about half a mile down the road. The car ran great for all of three blocks before dropping dead at a red light.
So there I was, the light red, the car dead, intersection ahead. I was about three car lengths back from the intersection, and for obvious reasons, my emergency flashers were on and I was going nowhere. The light turned green. The guy behind me honked. I assumed he would get the idea, but instead he honked again. I waved him past and he glared at me through the window, apparently wondering who this punk was who thought he could just up and break down in the middle of street. So there I sat, all broken hearted, waiting for my mom and sister to turn the other car around and pick me up. Meanwhile, the light turned red. A guy pulled up behind me, apparently not noticing the flashers and the fact that I was three car lengths from the intersection with no other cars in sight. The light turned green. The man gestured frantically for me to GO, ALREADY! Apparently, his religion (Moronism) didn't allowed to him to drive in the right lane of a four lane road and he was permanently stuck behind me. I put my head out the window and informed him that his head was apparently stuck way too far up there for me to be of any help.
Haha! Just kidding. I simply waved him past and he got over his legalistic "left lane only" interperetation of his faith long enough to get around me.
Oh yeah, I had to get the alternator replaced. I lost all my radio presets.
*Edit: Man, I was comma-happy.
So there I was, the light red, the car dead, intersection ahead. I was about three car lengths back from the intersection, and for obvious reasons, my emergency flashers were on and I was going nowhere. The light turned green. The guy behind me honked. I assumed he would get the idea, but instead he honked again. I waved him past and he glared at me through the window, apparently wondering who this punk was who thought he could just up and break down in the middle of street. So there I sat, all broken hearted, waiting for my mom and sister to turn the other car around and pick me up. Meanwhile, the light turned red. A guy pulled up behind me, apparently not noticing the flashers and the fact that I was three car lengths from the intersection with no other cars in sight. The light turned green. The man gestured frantically for me to GO, ALREADY! Apparently, his religion (Moronism) didn't allowed to him to drive in the right lane of a four lane road and he was permanently stuck behind me. I put my head out the window and informed him that his head was apparently stuck way too far up there for me to be of any help.
Haha! Just kidding. I simply waved him past and he got over his legalistic "left lane only" interperetation of his faith long enough to get around me.
Oh yeah, I had to get the alternator replaced. I lost all my radio presets.
*Edit: Man, I was comma-happy.
